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guys so much that you do not feel, however I wanted to wish you happy holidays and happy 2009, but most of all: HAPPY NATALEEEEEE. Sara

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Cheers

We discussed the case of Eluana (and his father, Beppe) well beyond the limit of human pity, and probably than that of decency. I imagine that our invasion (as our paying public circus of information) in a story of absolute suffering, remained far from any noise for more than fifteen years and then came under the spotlight of political debate and institutional, both for the family Lecco's girlfriend hard to bear as much as the thought of a desired unnatural death, which ultimately arrives as rest, rest, silence. How much greater than we should instead look towards the extraordinary courage of those who, though weakened by having to attend every day for years to death in a continuous small doses (and I do not think you can ever mitridatizzare to this), to perform the ultimate act of love for a daughter, had the power to challenge the politicization of their suffering!
After the Court of the Judiciary which, while respecting the wishes Eluana that had previously experienced in the fullness of his powers, authorized the suspension of force-feeding, have opened not one but two sides of the ideological clash absolute and violent. According to custom, the Italians have had the pleasure to side with force according to their convictions, but at the same time showing itself incapable of the slightest respect for the pain of others. To divide the audience is not only the issue of the extent of self-determination, or whether and to what extent each of us can claim the right to a real "ownership" over their lives. We know very well that the debate in the country on issues of this nature end up being heavily influenced by the role which the Church exercises in public life and in Italian politics, against which the Vatican now boasts (and in fact poses) a sort of golden share accorded by both groups. In this sense, the story of Eluana is just the latest in a long series of questions on which the Church has strongly demanded to plead his case (living wills, rights of partners, use of stem cells for research purposes, IVF only to name the first that come to mind). But the case of
Englaro was also co-opted to close the current controversy which concerns the relationship between the judiciary and politics. The controversy sees long opposed the courts to political debate focuses mainly on the following: is the paramount principle of equality of all citizens before the law or the argument that a parliamentary vote by the Italians to enjoy a great protection for it to perform without any conditions in its task of representation? The policy should or should not have a further degree of control over the investigation brought against him by the judges? The judge is only liable to the law or even to other organs of the state?
The law today does not explicitly rule on the case of Eluana, or that of an adult falls into a state of permanent unconsciousness in the past has expressed a clear and unequivocal in its opposition to being kept alive artificially. There is no legislative provision that says who is responsible, possibly giving over to that individual will or the manner in which we should proceed. The court then seized by the family of the girl, has filled this gap in the legislation, coming, as indeed the law gives him power and responsibility to make such a determination based on the specific case of the general principles of our legal system. The request for Beppe Englaro has meant that it was, in fact, the judiciary, and not politics, a subject to regulate the ethical issues so delicate, that of the extent of self-determination. No mercy
human (even before the Christian) did not allow a few days ago to go to the Minister Sacconi openly contrary to law, and threaten that if you explicitly say the clinics available to host Eluana because the decision is implemented that allows you to detach the catheters through which the girl is fed artificially. The position of the former Socialist leader, on the one hand, aims to restore, but functionally dispute the autonomy of the judiciary, supremacy of politics in institutional relations, the other takes care to preserve the consent and the claim that the Vatican hierarchy have so generously given to most of today's Italian political class.
We know that watching the infinitely large, each particular case disappears, while looking to the infinitely small, any rule is meaningless. Inevitable relativism of all truth, to which we are compelled by our nature and our poor ability, there is one thing that I think we can now consider objective, reliable, clearly established: the poverty, before all human, Sacconi. Oh, not that this little truth helps us to live better. Sacconi is, fortunately, very little in our lives. Say, however, that for those who are quite frustrated by their inability to give substantial attribute to anything True, the absolute paucity of Sacconi is a kind cordialino to toast the new year.

Greetings.

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I do not know if you feel more anger or resignation to read the news of clashes between students took place in Piazza Navona, in front of police buildings struck by lightning apathy. The resignation comes from noting that now we see the facts as extremely serious what happened yesterday, slipped on without reacting, watching the terrible gap that far for victims of earthquakes in scattered regions of the Middle East.
Yet, already in recent weeks, had denounced the prime minister's attitude, if not of interest, at least expected to participate, as to whether the peaceful demonstrations of opposition to the Gelmini decree were marred by violence between participants. I remember so Veltroni summon assistance for the definition of "troublemakers" that the premier had given to students demonstrators. Today, even doing so with a greater show of force that Veltroni did not have, being able to explain As the Italians might be dangerous words is impossible. Over the last fifteen years, Berlusconi has shown (fully convincing his opponents to borrow attitudes) as communication policy should be packaged as if speaking to a child of twelve years. The byproduct of this (historians will tell you if and how much it was wanted or not) is that today almost the entire world of communications is regressed to the point to talk about itself as a child of twelve years. Now "wise", "exalted", "rowdy", "troublemakers," "violent", "communists" and "fascists" are at last, become blurred and this synonym lexical confusion generated symmetrically inability and lack of will to analyze, contextualize, and ultimately, explain what is happening. Today no one is asked to account for the words he uses, so that policy has become increasingly popular habit of issuing statements, which saggiatone near real-time impact, are immediately accompanied by an official interpretation, authentic. Everything is so removed from any independent evaluation, and no one should ever respond to anything.
a few days ago are targeted advice that former President Cossiga gave to the press to his successor Maroni at the Interior Ministry. The resignation is to see how shabby is now the policy prescription of obscenities: the usual manipulation of public opinion, the usual subjects aware of infiltration or misused, the usual suppression of dissent with the approval of the silent majority and duped. So, back to yesterday, the usual pickup truck drove people who had come a little 'hands, to feel a bit' more important than anything they are and to do their homework, just as others had decided they should do.
things I've seen hundreds of times in Italy.
And the anger? The political struggle of the seventies was for the very idea of \u200b\u200bstate, our place in the world. We spent it with force (up to the excesses that generated monsters, as we all know) to change their social position, ask for a better world and a more just society. Is pursued, that is, objectives, if you do not want to say high or noble, however ambitious, who in every age men of every belief they have chosen to devote his life.
Well, anger is to see that today our political passion will be resolved in a virtually exclusive nell'azzuffarci for the faction to which we have chosen to belong to both successful and to consolidate power. Conversely little or no interest today the contents of the policy, that is what we should consider the ultimate goal of our own political participation.
Italy, today, is an unrepentant playboy, who finally received the fateful call to rise up for a drink, smiles, cheers, climb into the car and goes home to watch TV.

The Diving Bell And The Butterfly

Mission impossible

Sleepy and normal mood, I drove to the office. Usual traffic, the usual tree, usually a dog limping gait, at least until the opening of the cages of that great dog track, which is the GRA. Habit is a comforting companion and we cling to it, especially at the beginning of the day, when there is to win the thought of all the commitments that lie ahead. The light was a
bell'arancione vivid, since the six previous afternoon. In these cases, however, I have been full knowledge of kilometers of autonomy that correspond to the small, infinitesimal space between the bar indicator of petrol from absolute zero. In fact, after a few hundred meters, that's a big green sign indicating that about two thousand yards from where I will find a distributor who practice the affordable price of € 1.322 per liter.
Despite this, I almost did the same to remain standing. No, I had to push the car to get to the gas station. Simply have fallen into a kind of trance , from which it emerged only when the service area appeared tiny in my rear view mirror. I paid a fortune to find in a few minutes another distributor, supplying astronomy figure of € 1.402 per liter. Damn.
The fact that I was hearing music, as I almost always while driving. I remember the final geometric progression of the North, with the tenor sax, the alto saxophone, trumpet and then their ensemble to overlap on two themes as magical as those who only knows how to bring out the old Asti. Even now that I think about it, I get the picture that I always condenses in mind when I listen to that piece: a large meadow on the high, thin air, pungent colors too much for too close to the sky and virgin scents. Finished the song after a few seconds of breath post-coital, I woke up and laughed, of true happiness.
Everything happens to me often when I listen to music. I think it is a mystery, a magic, a gift. The music brings me shards of truth. What me and I can not understand the world through the efforts of my poor dull intelligence, I make it clear to the music. It uses words such as our feelings untold, fill in the emotions directly into machine language.
Thus, responding to an email after all innocent, an honest title "A tough mission ..." , whereby a very nice colleague of mine asked me to give him the titles of the twelve songs in my opinion more beautiful, revealed herself a really hard effort. I took, of course, work at home. I could not run the risk of overlooking something important, for lack of memory sometimes blurred. Reduce the communicative power of music in twelve examples is in itself an extreme exercise, vaulting a bold, reckless stunt and I really do not I could try, at least without the safety net of my CDs in alphabetical order. It was a process of unprecedented violence, the limits of stupidity, having to choose between Fossati and Jimi Hendrix, John Lennon and between Giovanna Marini. But that was the trial and what I did, albeit not completely. I could not drop below 14 tracks. It would be was too painful to select more.
Even more I weighed well not be able to separate all the components that inevitably come into play when making assessments such as these. How much of my choices has depended on what I thought would like my colleague? But how much depended on my mood that particular day? I consider it a new disc or an unknown artist as a gift to be discarded. How much did you weigh in my choices that always gives me pleasure to give gifts? Impossible to say. The fact is that every time you look at a painting, repainting it again. I learned long ago that what is natural and therefore inevitable. So, I accept it, but it makes me angry.
Responding to my colleague, I took my list with the date, place and time of my choices, although aware that this will not be sufficient to save my soul.

Hothouse Flowers - Be Good
Dave Matthews Band - Stay (Wasting Time)
Living Colour - Love rears ugly head
ITS Led Zeppelin - In My Time of Dying
Queen + David Bowie - Under pressure
Peter Gabriel - Sledgehammer
Bob Dylan - Jokerman
CSI - Traveling
Vasco Rossi - wonderful ....
Lucio Dalla - Paolo Conte Train
- North
Gianmaria Testa - To accompany
Giorgio Gaber - If I were God
Roger Whittaker - Speak with the liquid

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I love this game for us

I love football. I think it's really the best game in the world. Perhaps in no other sport like football in the outcome of a race is so poised to be decided between the invention of an individual or by a chorus of angry apply without coryphaei.
each summer in the dry season, help me with the silly nonsense of the transfer market and try to themselves that the wait is really the most sublime pleasures. In short, calcium consumption, so conscious and convinced. I am part of the dense band of football fans who see the misery of a twenty-minute service on the Sunday matches, instead of rejecting such pride and dignity would claim, drinking bad afternoon TV, made tons of rumors and false advertising.
This brief, yet necessary, auto da fe is to say I am not in any way closely related to those who are accustomed to outrage at the astronomical salaries of players, those who see a football match the spectacle of twenty-two idiots behind a ball in panty and the many pure of heart that every four years, at the Olympic Games, rediscover how much more dignity resides in athletes of Keirin. I accept
the falsity of greedy agents, the idiocy of the replays, the cynicism of private radio stations that give voice to fans who have nothing to say, the lack of any ethics in the relationship between teams, a comparison of districts such as the Palio di Siena resemble naive and gullible boarders.
But there is one thing that comes to spoil the pleasure of the ball, where they can not economic greed, dishonesty and the nonsense: the ultras tifo.
is yesterday's news that passengers Intercity Napoli-Torino, in possession of valid travel document, to measure the public security authorities, were forced off the train, because of the presence on the convoy of supporters of Naples, again away to the capital after seven years of prohibition. The decision certainly had reason for being, since the arrival at Rome's Termini train station reported damage of around € 500,000.
course is really very serious and intolerable that the public should pay the costs of this massacre. But this is not even that fails to pollute my passion for soccer. What really, now increasingly rare moments of lucidity, I can not continue to consume makes it soccer is used as a pretext for a war subversive. The usual
, pervasive conflicts of interest of Mr. B. (Owner and team owner television stations that buy football events) makes it less simple than the media are called things by their name. There is talk of thugs who are not fans, you pity the poor minds that are involved with a delusional idolatry joint Totti and Mussolini, giving refined sociological readings of youth problems, we strongly condemns the violence, mourn the dead. Almost nowhere, however, you write or say that we are facing a phenomenon of terrorism, subversive, I can not say whether more or less serious than the Red Brigades, but certainly it has the same nature.
For years now, the fans (except for some bright exceptions even though we do not want to miss) do not fight more against each other, but they pool their resources against a common enemy: the state. The war has as its principal object the extraterritoriality of the place of football stadiums, train, motorway and roads. The ultras want to affirm the principle that where there is football, not been in force the system of rules of the state, but an alternative that the state must resign themselves to concert with them. I heard on television last night moderated express satisfaction because he has not had to raise at least this time no one from the ground. Of course that makes you happy no one lost their lives. It can not be said to be satisfied with anything: If the real point of conflict is the accreditation as part of the ultras belligerent, any concession, any open-end credit "is already a defeat. The State's victory, alas, goes through the difficulties that real lovers, fathers with their children, eager to see each game, bear to go to the stadium, believing that if there is an emergency to handle, then you accept tablets to see their freedom: to show identity papers to buy tickets, they can not buy tickets directly to the stadium, be searched and bugged out by the cameras inside the stadium. If an uncompromising struggle against typhoid Ultra price as all this, well I'm happy to pay and that applies to pay up to us citizens. In this sense, then, any open-end credit "is an error, rather it is a betrayal of the civil society, which ultimately is the only one who really suffer the obstacles of armor and the militarization of the stages. Typhoid
organized, pace of the various curves, it is not a direct part in football event. The ultras, despite their efforts, criminals, and remains an accessory fact, without which calcium can be played beautifully and, indeed, better. The lowest point was reached where it was in the Roman derby in the spring of four years ago, which was suspended when the news circulated, later revealed as totally unfounded, of a child hit and killed by a police car. The heads of the fans entered the field to "explain" to players, umpires and delegates from the Football Association that there were no conditions to continue. And the match, an impromptu summit of public security, in which the ultras had the final word, he was suspended.
This is not only intolerable but also dangerous and requires a strong response, immediate front. At every turn there are few local Mafia bosses, who use the glue of political ideology and compact to increase its phalanx of younger and younger kids. On this occasion, and recruit and forge, generate sales of all respect. For the good of the country (not football), I consider it essential that the State acts towards them as is necessary to do in front of a subversive strategy, which aims to undermine (albeit in a defined, limited to football) 's established order.
as history of Al Capone, tax evasion can also be fine.

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Africa

We're taught in school that man has reached the apex of the pyramid of evolution because of its high capacity of adaptation to the environment. Each of us, in the course of his life, is able to develop, better than any other living thing on earth, their strategies for responding to pressures external, in order to be able to react effectively to the difficulties it encounters.
Here, the so-called first world, we have long known how to satisfy our basic needs (put together with lunch and dinner). This, however, far from giving us peace, we want to give in much more sophisticated, we make great effort to meet and make us unhappy.
After all, Western society based on consumption has badly need - in order to thrive - and the needs of our frustration that stems from it. Moreover, the lords of the blacks marketing, with increasingly sophisticated instruments, constantly stimulate our latent needs, leveraging our deepest instincts. Extract from our wells, the real fuel of the economic system: the unhappiness. Then we
eternally beautiful women and powerful men. We want to prestigious cars and precious clothes. We hate our boss, with all our strength, because we want to be like him. We want to show others our power (for small it is), exercised arbitrarily and frightening. We want to be accepted by anyone, at any price, in any context: it is important to have someone be in a group below us. It is a life, our wholly permeated with anxiety, even fear of the judgments of others. The only thing that gives us brief moments of peace (I do not think to call it happiness) you feel the envy of the other fellow chain. This makes us not presume to be the last in the bottom of the list and he reassures us for a while '.
Two people very dear to me, each for its own account, were in Africa this year. When I asked them to tell me of their experience, the first thing they both have virtually the urgency of telling was the difficulty to return to a system governed by the needs of life completely unreasonable and irrational fears. They told me a real loss in not being able to recognize most of the fundamental reasons that are usually attributed to some aspects of our daily lives. The Africa leads, necessarily, to be essential and to regain the happiness that simple here we always take for granted. Both told me about a period of at least ten days in which they were fought by real feelings in opposition to one another: on the one hand the desire to hold on to happiness naked, alive, real, straightforward, tasty that Africa given them, the other a desire to return to that part of the world now fitting in perfectly to their forms. As if, come back, they were eager to get back deep in the skin that thorn that was in them forever and that Africa had removed.

of Africa is Paul Jewell.

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Presidance

Inside the Party Democrats are understandably troubled waters. Who is more openly, some less, many of the leaders are presenting the bill to Walter Veltroni, both for the election defeat, and for the reluctance in wanting to formally analyze the reasons and collegial.
One of the topics under discussion concerns the Presidency of PD: although for different reasons, all major components of the party say (today) would agree is almost natural that President Romano Prodi. Of the latter, however, is well aware of the oft-repeated unwillingness to take up the post.
are days, these, in which the theme of the political agenda is much debated. By Vien the question of whether an assignment usually more honorific operating is really one of the current priorities of the Democratic Party at this time when the economy goes bad, the company (if possible) is even worse economy and the head of government Squaderno back to the institutional foundations of the Republic to solve his own personal quarrels.
I think so.
While there are doubts about how the PD is raised (and probably will continue to arise) from the experience of the Union, I believe that it should clarify itself with what that relationship has been Prodi and his government and the experience of the Olive.
I find that the discontinuity is been with the settlement of Veltroni has been great. It is said that Veltroni's PD party has a majority in vocation and that his attitude has been demonstrated primarily by the choice (even if not fully covered) to present themselves to the elections. Even more so, in my view, the habit is strong majority in addressing the issues within the party. Under the 75% consensus achieved in the primaries, Walter Veltroni has abandoned any form of internal dialogue, not only on the definition of the policy of the party (who can judge it imprudent, but not incorrect), but also on the fundamental issues PD itself, that the inability to make a synthesis between the various spirits of the party, remained open, most notably the position on the European political scene. President Prodi Veltroni wants
despite this profound difference to get what he placet on his leadership that would give its formal 75% a corresponding substantial force. Bindi wants to force President Prodi Veltroni to acknowledge that his leadership is not now and never will be the absolute ruler of a kingdom, that we must return to the path of patient dialogue that Prodi has always followed the paths to harmonize groped post and post-communist Christian Democrats and just wanted to take for granted in having some of the passages they are the reasons identity of the entity of electoral defeat.
Prodi, meanwhile, has its reasons for denying the 'endorsement Veltroni. First, it was tactically incomprehensible to the celebration of crowning the primary leaders of the new PD at no more than a year after Prodi's victory in 2006. This situation could only result in mutual attrition (you will recall, for example, the activism of Veltroni, leader in pectore, poorly tolerated by Prodi at Palazzo Chigi after the death of poor Mrs. Reggiani), which was a the real reasons for the fall of the center-left government. Secondly, once again for a supposed tactical convenience, Veltroni in campaign scientifically repudiated in toto the experience of the Prodi government. We can say that he never appointed Berlusconi, calling him "the leading exponent of the line against us", as did the former prime minister, throwing out with the bathwater dell'impopolarità the baby for fiscal consolidation and a virtuous cycle again.
This results in currents that are organized today (D'Alema), claims to be convened in the organs of the party (Bindi), and in requests for change at the top (Paris). A headless
PD not only will not stop Berlusconi (and indeed will be responsible for eventual accession to the Quirinale man More than any other has divided the country rather than join it), but neither ever wins the elections if and when ever you come back to vote. I hope that in the first place Veltroni whether they know it as soon as possible.

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Italo

I called Italy, in July I make forty-nine years and I live in Rome. I have a wife and three children (two males and one female). By profession I'm a tram driver, that is driving the bus. Want to study I always had little, so I stopped after three years of accounting. When I told my father, he does not flinch and took me by surprise Mario, who had the shop down to the water Bullicante. Sor Mario was a friend of my father (even if it never came to our house) and so he took me to his shop. The neighborhood has said that if you had problems with pennies, you could go to him "that if you ask, you pay them ..." . I do not know if they really gave the money through the throat (of course, people with hat in hand if they saw in the workshop), but with me Sor Mario was a good person. He tried to teach me the trade, including how to give some rip-off to someone who deserves it, but I really do not want the coach builder, and so I gave up. The truth is that I did not even want to work. I was looking at that time. I know now that I'm so, with the belly, bald head and the hair coming out in clumps from his nose and ears, it is difficult to believe. But I was beautiful. I liked going to sea, Ostia, down to the gates. Franco and I went with my Vespino, and we were all day to chase the girls. The first pecking, came home with the Vespa and the girl, the other only by bus. At Ostia, inter alia, for the first time I saw my wife.
When I stopped going to the source Mario, my father gave me the word more. I walked into a room and he went out. I sat at the table and he got up to go watch television. My mother suffered terribly this situation. Every time he tried to tell my father "Alfie is still a boy ..." , he replied "You a guy a nice cock. What does it do only the good life! " and slammed his hand firmly on the table, as if to give me that slap that I have never really let go.
My mom was a very simple and religious woman. He went to Mass every week. One Sunday morning, after the service, went to Don Lino, the parish priest to talk to him about this child who did not want to have neither art nor part. Don Lino knew me in the sense that he knew who I was and remembered that when I was seven or eight years, I went with my friends to do the altar boy. Few Sundays later, the priest, dismissed the faithful with the canonical formula, motioned to my mother, who was in the front row as always, to follow him to the sacristy. Giving her back while carefully put away the vestments, he told her that he offered the blessing of Cardinal Rocchi, which the municipal transport company president, a devoted person of which the high priest was both father confessor and spiritual adviser, had expressed its concern about the difficulty of finding young sensible that they could become good drivers. Don Lino also told her that I had waited until the next morning, the company transports.
Nearly thirty years I drive buses. Since I started, everything changed. Once I looked into the rearview mirror and saw people care not to take more freedom than they would grant the decorum and good manners. The elderly were seated and the young stand. You could see shoes worn but polished and jackets with patched elbows. The morning was a bus full of rich people first of decency and respect for themselves. In short, an Italy was a bit 'poorer, but much more dignified.
Today, young girls of the age of my daughter go up in groups, laughing and screaming as if they were alone in a deserted square. They are fifteen years old and dressed in the morning at nine o'clock in the evening as those that are on television. When I stopped at the traffic lights, the spy from the mirror. Are you aware of being observed, the pose and fix the mirror as if it were a camera on. I never think that my daughter is one of them. Even my daughter will do so? Sure, even if we do not really know. I really do not know anything about her. When I was young, my father was to want to avoid, today is my daughter. He's always that friend with her chubby, Nadia, and you never know where they go or with whom they are. And then (another mystery) is always the phone, her phone, including SMS and calls, it rings continuously. Is it possible that's just me, when I call, I invariably find it locked? I do not know if it goes well in school, if you have a boyfriend, if it is still a virgin. Nothing. He speaks only with his mother. The only time I addressed word is money when he asks me: to go to the beach with friends, to charge the phone, for gasoline scooter, for anything. I must tell her mother that have to change the registry. Why all the blame lies with my wife when I impose something and deny their children, I know that she eventually secretly gives it to him. He does it because he wants to be the favorite parent. Bitch. But if a rule must also give her a bitch, because of the mortgage, the rate of the machine and everything else, there is more money and is no longer buying time to throw them away sandals and sunglasses the sun stands by those Mustapha, Ibrahim and Mohamed, I did not understand why then should all come here instead of staying at home, in Africa or wherever they like.

And now? That is it now? Ah, here's another one who does not know where that should go down. But do not you know do not talk to the driver? Dearie, if you do not know what is your stop, your cocks are. That's life, I'm sorry. I
, finished this round, I go home.

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In these days, are very popular on the network test drive political positioning. Practically, we shall respond to a series of questions about some of the main themes discussed at the end and you get a diagrammino, which highlights the distance between test-takers and the various parties are now engaged in the campaign. I've made a couple, they gave me very different results between them. In a case, my positions are superimposed on a nearly perfect to those of a certain party, the shortest distance measured in the (still significant) was that separated me from a political formation that belongs to a camp for which I have never voted. As always happens in the investigation of any kind, responses can be easily influenced by how questions are formulated, for example, is one thing to ask if you want the withdrawal of troops from Afghanistan, and another is to ask if it is favorable to increase them, as required by the U.S. to Italy. The introduction in the application of the "Atlantic loyalty" certainly is not neutral the theme "withdrawal from Afghanistan" and it ends up having a major impact on responses. I believe that, in reality, the assessment should be done in reverse, ie by measuring the distance of parties from our convictions.
I want a country more independent from interference with the Vatican and therefore I welcome the greater freedom of research, I am opposed to the equalization between public and private schools, I am opposed to the revision of the law on abortion, I support the regulation of civil unions for cohabiting, which is just not called "marriage" (in the anthropological sense), but yield "families" that are recognized by and legal protection.
I want a country that pursues a non-Europeanism of the facade. For years, I am convinced that this economy will find its global equilibrium will be established only when the three macro (around euro, dollar and yuan, respectively), consistent and liberalized in them, but well protected in their borders. I want a country that works because our block becomes smooth and firm as soon as possible, because this is the only way to earn the luxury of being what we are today. For this to be included in the hallway of the five most important reasons is too even right, but special committees NO TAV.
I think - as Giulio Tremonti - that we must work for a new Bretton Woods and the reform of the WTO. I think we should strive for the revival of the great international institutions, to affirm a genuine multilateralism in world politics.
I wish someone had the courage to say that the class struggle still exists, but the classes are changed. Today, the class struggle is between young and old. I do not see anyone who wonders if there is something wrong and perverse in the fact that our labor market prefers the young graduates to graduates. I believe that when a system goes not to study, not to prepare for there is something incredibly wrong. So I think that they are not prohibited by the atypical contracts, but their use so casual. Companies have the sacrosanct right to manage - via the quasi-subordinate work - temporary peak and momentary crisis, but the rules of the labor market today require those entering the working world from 4 to 6 years on average, insecurities and inequalities of treatment without any organized entity knows or can represent and defend the requirements. This is why more and more guys prefer not to continue to study: if, then find a place for an indefinite period, you must pass at least 4 years of precarious employment, underpaid and that contributes little or nothing for retirement, then it is reasonable to choose that these years are even those where you are family and you are still young. Today fortunate in those families in which this can happen, fathers and grandparents subsidize their children and grandchildren. So I think we should have the courage to review some mechanisms already acquired, and the frequency with which career to automatically advance through seniority, and to increase significantly the age at which you retire.
I think the adoption of a law on conflict of interest and introducing greater pluralism in the publishing market and in advertising are the two top priorities.
I think that the independence of the judiciary, the result of a constitutional anti-fascist, is a common good be preserved.
I think it is right to stress that the task each government must facilitate the creation of new revenue and implement mechanisms for redistribution, rather than to encourage the accumulation of wealth.
I think you can choose to lower the tax burden, reducing public expenditure and national expertise on the regions, but only on condition that Italy remains a country where no one dies on the street, where anyone is at least denied the existence and in which the basic rights (education, health, security) will continue to be guaranteed a consistent level throughout the country.
I think there is a need for extreme clarity between liberalization and privatization. I support the presence of a plurality of actors in all economic sectors, but I think that in Italy, in what is called "the year of privatization, there has been limited to transform the former public monopolies into private monopolies. I believe that today is the strong need to correct this error.

I think our country's dependence on energy prices too high and that a progressive narrowing of the needs of the oil, waiting - at least twenty years - that renewables can be exploited through more effective and efficient technologies, can be achieved either through the construction of LNG terminals, or through a return to nuclear power.

Behold, I stand here.

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Sometimes I imagine a dialogue between Veltroni and an old comrade of PCI, one that has been in politics for a lifetime, not in Parliament but in the workplace, and in the bar section of the country. One of those men who seem made of sixty seventy-five, pay little and work a mule and glasses of red at eleven in the morning.
guess would be things like dinosaurs or Maciste against Julius Caesar against the Samurai. We call the old man with one of those wonderful names Romagna, say, or Ebro Olver, carefully chosen by the parents, once regarded as established that there was no namesake saint. We call it
Ornela, here. I imagine them to me
Walter, indeed Walter, el'Ornelio front the bar of the square of Premilcuore (FC), surrounded by a little 'people. You can imagine who are sipping a green tea-and-fair and who is an integral bianchino sparkling. Almost
me see him before my eyes the one who says things like Walter:
- "Eh, Ornela, tell us. Tell us here what was the Casa del Popolo and girls with skirts below the knee and invite them to dance ... ". And
Ornela:
- "But I do not know how it works? Veltroni, Ho, but you do not fuck twenty years? "
-" Yes, yes, the rest you have it taught you how. So Ornela, I would recommend: 'Yes we can! "'
- "Ah, here, Veltroni, right about this stuff I wanted to ask one."
- "It means, 'Yes we can'. I know that for people who have a great life experience perhaps not immediate, but America when it comes to synthesis must leave it ... "
-" Is' goodie, that the English I know. I studied in Section 1964 to 1969. I realized that 'We can', but I wanted to ask, but we can what? "
-" Godfrey (turning to Bettini), let's put in the program that all parties of Super-8 of the Houses of the People can be captured in digital free as cultural material of national interest. (Turning again to Ornela) Here. Now we know what? Are you happy, Ornela? "
-" We own a Quai, without a pal to Bisin, cun head bona sol par urecc the chains know! "

What's Wrong With Poptropica

Each according to his ability, each according to his needs


are so many issues to the attention of essays by philosophers and scholars.
The Essence of the things that Plato called the Idea
, telling talented

to reap nothing but a reflection.
duty or obligation of Kant, who sees only

in itself a prerequisite for human action.

Again,
the impossible effort to give the world meaning and direction.
there is no one better and tell this
Wittgenstein, who denies any event, even before

to understand, to be able to say. And last
brought the divisive
of what Popper had
to define "a thing that is very far

pure virgin mind of the child."
comes to me only as a poet
on things that are lost in the limbo of useless
of detail.

For example, it gives me pleasure
a narrow reach an empty perfection, leaving
net lindo sphincter,
completed a copious ejection.

Phi Gamma Delta Secrets

Black Dog In vino veritas

Bartho stood leaning against an oak tree to rest. The long flight had also tried and Koryx, black horse, polished, worthy of a king, he was exhausted. Nestled in the woods, listening to the rustle of leaves continued, with eyes closed. Nostrils was the smell of leather breastplate, in the mouth the taste of licorice. Sixty miles riding furiously would have broken the back to anyone. Every beast slumps to the ground would be overcome with fatigue. The fear, however, was able to push themselves beyond their limits.

first was launched along the river course. Then, just at the point where the green was so dense to be done at night, had slipped into the forest. Always at a gallop, without turning ever, almost tasted blood in the lashings of the branches bare arms.

Again, Bartho had escaped his fate. He did not think hardly
, Bartho. Fled because they were trying to kill him. But he did not know the reason why he should have started to flee. No longer interested even remember it. In the (increasingly) rare moments of respite, in which he could leave behind the fifty, fifty murderers, the fifty beasts that Black Dog had unleashed below, summarizing thoughts Bartho elementary rule on the motion of clouds in the sky rather that the firm flesh of dell'ostessa Claterna.
reached out on the ground and he thought he heard vibration. Instantly turned every way to capture the danger, the enemy. To get to hear the death. Koryx looked up, questioning him mutely. The charger, kicking nervous, confirmed: they were the new me. Bartho climbed into the saddle and spurred on vigorously. He knew the forest. The only sure thing was that they were behind him. Then he must go on, no matter what there was beyond the forest. He tried to navigate with the sound of the river, but without success. There was only to be pursued, without asking anything. All we had going. And fast. The bush was passing away and the sun filtering through the branches more. Koryx, safe, guided by his instinct, now advancing smoothly.
The large open space opened unexpectedly before the eyes of Bartho. There, finally, salvation. Between the clear and decisive escape, the one that would give him a new freedom, there was a jump of ten meters. Koryx him and there would have been able to do. No. He

Koryx and there would have made.

Without a shred of hesitation, Bartho stuck his spurs into the sides of the horse snorted and jumped like lightning towards the void. Bartho had the assurance argument in agony, his whole being collected as a catapult ready to strike a blow. Koryx was a terrific horse, he parted from the land exactly on the edge of the rock.

It is said that when we are die, all life we \u200b\u200bthrow in a few moments before his eyes.

Everything Bartho thought was that it was really wonderful fly.

Why Discharge And Spotting When Period Do?

We are, I think all the fatigue, leaving the period of holy days. The only thing missing and then we put the witch in the cellar until next December 8 Christmas tree (with all the balls), the crib (with the figures every year more and more chipped) for lunches and anguish, gifts and family.
days ago, at the beginning of the festival Christmas, I had to buy some 'wine shop where wine is usually served. Besides the many labels, the talented Alessandro B. offers me also his pleasure to chat, wine and more. For some 'time to buy the wines almost exclusively so-called "natural" or produced in accordance with a methodology that has as its priority the respect of the territory. They are the result of non-intensive crops (ie low yield per hectare) and are obtained through traditional winemaking techniques, without the use of additives. The result is an unusual wine, often edgy, because its strongest features are not smoothed in any way. In addition, because of the lack of chemical stabilizers, may also be a great variability in the quality of wine, bottle to bottle. It is, reflected with Alexander, wine difficult to adapt to today's market. The marketing claims immediately recognizable, high profit margins, ease of use, high standardization. Wine all the same for all consumers the same. The only thing that really matters is the amount that you can sell, while the quality is just as necessary to make the quantity.
Thus almost everywhere. Leaving aside political considerations (eg whether it is right or not this economic system that rewards almost exclusively the property), there is another question, in my opinion now unavoidable: that capitalism (hyperconsumeristic and global) and, especially, the marketing - that the system is both guard and cannon - producing misery even before wealth. This is a reflection that we do not want to do and that weighs on us. We prefer to watch on TV (with less and less participation) in the tale of family tragedies, which, although now very frequent, we continue to say unpredictable and inexplicable.
At the bottom of everything, I'm afraid there's just the now completely happened overlap of what is with what you have. We want money, power, career to show the world our worth in the hope that others, recognizing those things, we finally explain what really worth. Everything is now kind of consumption, even (And perhaps especially) personal relationships. On the radio, these days, we hear complaints that a car dealership, to entice prospective customers to buy at a rate of their expensive machines, produced a spot which is more or less like this: a girl, her voice by Lolita in the mood for a tantrum, make: "I want it, want it, want it, want it now ..." . The boy, in an excited tone as a teenager devastated by adult masturbation, answers ready, hopeful and allusive "You want it? Here I am ". Lolita At that point, I imagine casually raising an eyebrow, said: "But who? You? I spoke of ... " and appoint a suv last generation to which we will here the fictitious name of Baracca. Cut to music, then a speaker read out the installment plan that would allow the youth to eventually not have the car, but Lolita. Closing the spot assigned to him, winking at her, to us at all, says "New Cabin! So maybe .... ".

- "Gentlemen, it was an honor playing with you tonight."